Chapter 423: Seeking Revenge
Duanmu Lin looked at him for a long time before saying, "Alright, I know you are my dad. I'm sorry I couldn't greet you just now. Come in and we'll talk."
He went over, opened the door and personally invited Nangong Lan in.
Back in the study, Duanmu Lin said, "Dad, I thought you were dead. How could you just show up without even saying hello? I almost had to get someone to kick you out."
Nangong Lan: "It seems that you two brothers both want me to die and never appear in front of you again in my life, right?"
Duanmu Lin: "Dad, please don't say that. My mother told us this when my brother and I were very young. Of course I took her words seriously."
Nangong Lan: "Then when your mother left, why didn't you come back to see her off for the last time."
Duanmu Lin: "The relationship is already bad, and doing this kind of formality is useless and only adds to the sadness, so why bother?"
Nangong Lan: "Do you know why I came to see you?"
Duanmu Lin: "Are you talking about my cheap son-in-law?"
Nangong Lan: “Yeah, you are such a son-in-law, you watched him die in vain and didn’t say anything?”
Duanmu Lin: "Almost everyone here knows that Duanmu Rong is not my biological daughter. If I interfere and don't handle it well, people will think I am just taking advantage of the situation to make things difficult for an orphan and a widow. Besides, Ji Jihua's family is quite powerful. Rongrong has an uncle who is very powerful. Let them handle it."
Nangong Lan: "You are really cunning. You try to deny everything as soon as something happens."
Duanmu Lin: "Father, you finally regained your life, and it's not often that you come to Myanmar. I'm afraid it's not just to see me, right?"
Nangong Lan: "Well, it seems that you are not only cunning, but also very observant. Do you still remember Lin Junlan?"
Duanmu Lin: "Remember, my nephew's wife, she was quite pretty. Didn't I hear she died a few months ago? Why are you asking about her again now?"
Nangong Lan: "She's not dead yet. Situ saved her and she's now changed her name to Xin Wanwan. She's missing in Myanmar. I suspect she's been kidnapped, and the people who kidnapped her are very likely the ones who killed your son-in-law. I'm going to take down that group right now."
Duanmu Lin: "Then why does father care so much about Xin Wanwan? I wonder if it's just because she's your granddaughter-in-law?"
Nangong Lan: "Don't be so sentimental. Who said I care about her? I care about the group of people who kidnapped her. Those guys really pissed me off. I'm afraid I can't hide it anymore now. I'm not afraid to tell you that Xin Wanwan is actually your and Yu's half-sister. She's the bastard born to that bitch and the high priest Xin Yu. I think she's been dead for a long time. It would be best if they all died without a burial place, so I don't have to worry about it."
Duanmu Lin: "So my father just wants to find and eliminate the group of people who captured her, and the life and death of that woman..."
Nangong Lan: "You can ignore it completely."
Duanmu Lin: "I understand what father means. It's already late today. I'll find someone to take father up the mountain to find Wu Shenghua tomorrow! He is the uncle of my daughter Rongrong. Since you said Qiu Shanhe's death is related to this matter, I think Wu Shenghua will definitely not sit idly by and do nothing about it. He must have news about that group of people."
Nangong Lan: "Okay, I'll believe you this time."
Duanmu Lin asked the housekeeper to arrange a room for his old father, and he personally checked it again and went to bed only after he was satisfied.
At dawn in the morning, Nangong Lan heard a rooster crow, and he slowly opened his eyes. The sun rises early in tropical regions, and it was already bright before six o'clock.
The housekeeper trembled outside and whispered, "Sir, are you up? My master and young master are already waiting for you at the dinner table."
Nangong Lan: "I see. Go tell them. I'll get ready and come out to see them right away."
Fifteen minutes later, Nangong Lan appeared at the dinner table.
Duanmu Lin: "Everyone is here. Let me introduce you, father. This is my son Duanmu Jin. The one sitting next to him is his wife Mengmeng. I also have a grandson, Xiaozhi. He is still young and the nanny has him sleeping in the room with him. I am afraid that the child will lose his temper and disturb your father's leisure, so I want him to sleep later before coming to see you. Why don't you call them?"
Duanmu Jin and Meng Meng said in unison: "Hello, Grandpa!"
Meng Meng whispered in Duanmu Jin's ear: "Brother Jin, Grandpa looks too young, doesn't he? Too young!"
Duanmu Jin also whispered in her ear: "The men in our family all look very young. When there are elders present, don't talk too much. It's not good for them to hear."
Mengmeng nodded and stopped talking.
At this time, various Burmese specialties were placed on the dining table, such as fried stinking sumac, pitch-black bats, scorpions, centipedes, and fat worms that could not be named, which made Nangong Lan's already empty stomach churn.
Duanmu Lin picked up a scorpion and put it into his mouth. When Duanmu Jin and Mengmeng saw him pick up his chopsticks, they all started to eat with relish.
Seeing Nangong Lan's ashen face, Duanmu Lin quickly stopped eating and asked cautiously, "Is the food not to your father's taste?"
Nangong Lan: "You guys did this on purpose, right? Are these things edible for humans?"
Duanmu Lin: "Father, don't get me wrong. These things are indeed one of the favorite foods of the people here. Although they look a little shabby, they are rich in protein and nutritious. Most importantly, they taste first-class and are crispy when eaten. I thought that my father, who likes novelty, would definitely like these delicious things. I didn't expect that you couldn't eat them. I was careless. I'll ask the servants to bring up a new batch of food! Come on, throw all these things away and bring me some normal Chinese breakfast!"
The housekeeper bent over and said, "Master, wasting food is a bad habit."
Duanmu Lin said impatiently: "Alright, alright, I know what you are going to say. Take the food away and share it with the servants. Isn't that a waste of food?"
"Thank you for the reward, sir." The butler thanked him and quickly took the things away.
Duanmu Lin: "It's like this when you get old. The butler is a devout Buddhist in the local area and always likes to talk about the teachings. Father, please don't be offended."
Nangong Lan: "Where's your wife?"
Duanmu Lin: "I sent the eldest son's mother back to her parents' home because she was too fierce."
Nangong Lan: "How many wives and children do you have?"
Duanmu Lin: "There are five who are officially recognized, and I can't remember the others. As for the children... I think there are about ten who can be named, right?"
Nangong Lan: "You are better than your brother in this regard."
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